“That is what I have thought. It is also why I have waited here,” said Schinkel. “I have nothing to do,” he added, serenely.
“Neither have I,” the Princess rejoined. “We can wait together.”
“It’s a pity you haven’t got some room,” the German suggested.
“No, indeed; this will do very well. We shall see him the sooner when he comes back.”
“Yes, but perhaps it won’t be for long.”
“I don’t care for that; I will wait. I hope you don’t object to my company,” she went on, smiling.
“It is good, it is good,” Schinkel responded, through his smoke.
“Then I will send away my cab.” She returned to the vehicle and paid the driver, who said, “Thank you, my lady,” with expression, and drove off.
“You gave him too much,” observed Schinkel, when she came back.
“Oh, he looked like a nice man. I am sure he deserved it.”